The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1887-11-26


street End one ON the Bowcry. To-day
there is but one barrack left, and. judg
Ing from the apathy with which the
appeals OF the soldiers are now receiy-
ed. the disappearance from New York
is only question Of lIttlc time. In
Brooklyn there are stiIl several stations,
but there also the life which character
lied the meetings OF a few years ago
seems TO have departed. Here in New
York no pains are taken.to conceal tile
straits in which the Salyationists now
find themselves. One Of their active
men said last evening. in commenting
upon the doleful character Of the meet
ing which had just ended at the one re-
manning barrack OF the Organization
that in Jsnc street, just west Of Eighth
avenue:
"The trouble is not SO much the
hardness Of heart we find in New York
as the difficulty OF making both ends
meet. Plenty OF people are converted;
but We cannot I've on air. and though
our expenses are triiiing as compared
TO the salaries paid TO ministers OF the
regular churches there arc good
many dollars TO DO paid out for rent.
board and lodging. We are not ex-
travagant In our building. rs you see;
we burn kerosene instead of gas and
we have no cushions on the seats. But
tho rent Is high as compared to that in
small towns. and people have not the
time TO listen here that they have
whore there are fewer theatres and va,
riety shows"
The meetings have lost vim. lake
for example. one of y nigh. or two
ago. IL was but tame echo of those
Of a few years ago. AZ the several
meetings in Bedford street. at which
the writer was present. three years ago
the building was unpleasantly crowded
and the proceedings seemed to awaken
something like excitement There was
lively chattering between the verses
OF the hymns. constant exchange of
cat-calIs between the boys in opposite
galleries. and SO strong disposition to
laugh ut everything that even the an
nouncement that ASH Barrel Jonny."
who usually played cornet in the
street band. had "busted n blood yes
sell. on the previous evening. was re-
ceiyed with roars of merriment
A conversation overheard was fair
sample Of the general ''liveliness" of
the proceedings. 1t occurred between
two young girls;
you nasty thing, II you say that
again I'll tear every stitch of your
back. You are n CO one to get relig-
ion and then JIG so about mel You
think You are saved. don't youpn
"Yes. do. Mr.. Smith and was. "
''You savedl Save be blowod"
II am savedp'
You ain'tl"
IL ami
"You ain'tw &c.
Now things are different. About 8
o. clock the soldiers who had been
securing the streets for recruits march
ed into the building. mp the narrow
stairs TO the church, followed by less
than one hundred persons, chiefly wom-
en- and boys. The army was represent
ed by the Captain, n young man Of not
more than twenty years with shrcwd
face and an apparent lack Of anything
like devotional sentiment; an old man
with a bass drum; very young man or
boy with cornot; an old negro with n
banjo, and seven women in Army"
dress, most Of them carrying tambour-
ines, which they rattle during the
choruses.
None OF tho women were cookbook
Ing. and but one--a IN ddle-aged. trim
little woman with sweet vo co--in
the least Interesting The ADDRESSES
were doprcssiugly commonplace. lack
ing even the rough-and-ready humor
and appos toncss of some which the
writer heard few years ago at Saliva
ton meetings. The hymns were scarce
" bctloa. although some show OF jump
ing up and down and waving the arms
about estatically was made. The burd-
en- Of the Captains remarks consisted OF
appeals 60 give up sin and begin over
again. One would imagine from his
remarks that the audience contained
some Of the worst criminals unhanged.
The Captain was the only ono of the